Six years ago, I hit a “deer” with my car at 2 a.m. It stood up on two legs. He was bleeding out, gorgeous, and absolutely not human. I hid him in an abandoned boathouse, stitched him up with shaking hands… and did something even dumber than not calling 911. No names. One kiss. One night. By morning he was gone. By the end of the month, I was pregnant. Now I’m a broke single mom with a too wild little boy, kicked out of our apartment for his “night terrors,” and one last chance: a crappy roadside motel I inherited in a nowhere mountain town. Fresh start? Sure. Until a black SUV pulls into my empty parking lot and the man who gets out is: 1. head of the local “wildlife security” unit, 2. alpha of a hidden wolf pack that owns these mountains, 3. and the stranger whose blood once soaked my hands. Kaelan Thorne looks at me like we’ve never met. He looks at my son, Talon… and his wolf goes absolutely still. He doesn’t remember me. He doesn’t know about that night. He has NO idea I had his baby. Now rogues are stalking the town, something in the forest wants my child, and the only one strong enough to stop it is the alpha who doesn’t even know he’s a father. He thinks I’m just the motel girl on the edge of his territory. He thinks my son is just another human kid. He has no idea his heir is sleeping in Room 3.